The rain came,
in a spurt of emotion,
briefly fell
on the alley,
soaked the leaves
and dripped
drop by drop on me.
no lashing fury,
but it was cold,
it sent a shiver down the spine
and gently spoke,
"You are mine"

Image credit: Romanescoeur Inès


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